It’s been almost six years to the day that Mr. Wonderful and I met. And married for four years. In that time we’ve been blessed with such a beautiful little girl.
It’s so cliche but time does fly. But really it’s that we are all trying to rush around doing so much in our lives that we don’t take the time to slow down and truly enjoy our loved ones. It’s on date nights, when I can just sit across from or by my husband and just sit and talk about our life and dreams, that the hurried days seem so pointless. What’s going to matter at the end of our lives is not how great our lawn looked or how fit and trim I was or how immaculate our house was…but the time that we spent as a family. The memories that we will cherish for decades to come.